You have to love a beautiful home, full of expensive art, turned into a museum. Even more so when the owner, a silk magnate, was a one-time U.S. OSS operative who was on the outs with the CIA, and disappeared under mysterious circumstances in the Malaysian jungle with no body ever found. The Jim Thompson house was worth a visit, even if the tour guide refused to make any mention of Jim’s murky past.

The Museum of Contemporary Art.

I was excited to go here because I love any museum that houses a photography exhibit. This one, however, left all of us scratching our heads. We’d swear they were just some randomly chosen vacation pics taken with a disposable film camera, not a carefully curated collection from a famous photographer. We couldn’t make sense of it. Art, man.

I feel bad about this picture. I know it could easily be interpreted as degrading, which isn’t my intention at all. My eye just caught this crazy similarity between the body and “hand” positions.

You can’t go to Bangkok without a night out at the Rajadamnern Stadium for some Muay Thai.

You might be surprised to learn that the ripped dude flying through the air was about one second away from being unconscious on the mat. Gold shorts guy read him like a book, took one step back to avoid this punch, and then countered with a brutal jab that put the lights out.

They put on a high quality show at the Raj (Thailand’s first, and oldest stadium, from 1942). All the seats are good, drinks are cold, and fights are relentless. Three nights a week they put on the Rajadamnern Knockout Series, where they basically offer up extra prize money for the winners of fights that end in a knockout ensuring that the fighters go absolutely all out from start to finish. Five out of seven ended in a KO on this night.